Stuffy and Eluuna's 1 on 1!

“Barely, though,” she teased. “It’s a tight race.”

 

She smirked, her hand on his chest.

“Doubtful.”

 

She chuckled slightly before pulling away.

“I’m going to get into my sleeping bag,” she said, breathing into her hands. “I’m cold.”

 

“Sleep well,” she replied, kissing his forehead before slipping into her own, only her hair visible from the blankets.

 

She sighed quietly and she was silent for a moment before she shifted, slipping out of her sleeping bag.

“I’m coming into yours,” she declared. “I miss you too much in there.”

 

She slipped into the bag next to him, wrapping her arms around his torso and fitting next to him like a puzzle piece.

“That’s better.”

 

“And warmer,” she agreed, resting her head against his chest. “Good night for real this time.”

 

Poppy gradually fell asleep in his arms, her legs intertwined with his.

 

(Zoop!)

 

(SURE)

Poppy was shaken awake and she opened one eye sleepily.

“Your shift, Poppy,” one of the scouts whispered, looking down at her expectantly. Poppy nodded drearily and kissed Francis’ sternum before slipping out of the warm sleeping bag, shivering slightly in the cold.